Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Your silence speaks of anger… Your words, when they hatch at last, burrow like tiny poison darts into the softness that surrounds my heart, turn it into a bitter shield. What did I do? Surely I did nothing to invite this punishment? Or is it my very inertia, my passivity, Read more
Excerpt from the book “Evergreen” Ted had kind eyes, celeste blue, clear, honest and true. The kind of eyes that really look at you passing no judgment. Smiling eyes that hold your gaze when you look into them. They weren’t bitter; there was no resentment, only sweet sorrow. His eyes Read more
Picture it. It’s 4 pm on a Friday. I just drove 4 hours with two kids, working and trying to make to do lists in between the fighting and “are we there yet?” I can’t wait to get to the pool. As I walked there, sweating, lugging two kids, four Read more
In May of 2011, I was visiting my sister-in-law, Phyllis Adair-Ward, in Indianapolis and went to one of her writing classes. While we waited, we admired the peony flowers all covered with ants. We were talking amongst ourselves when one of the professors came up and asked us if we Read more
Everything in life can teach us lessons. Some good, some bad. Some that alter us completely and irrevocably forever. Well I have something that’s teaching me some lessons constantly and that thing is Bipolar Disorder. It has taught me a lot of lessons over the years. It has taken me through a Read more
These are the times in which the stars are in sync and the planets align.
We could crash into each other like snowflakes gently falling to Earth on a winter’s day.
That disorganized, unexpected, beautiful chaos.
Where we meet at the intersection of fate and destiny.
Serendipity I think it’s called.
Patience is a conquering virtue. —Geoffrey Chaucer Patience is almost a survival tool to self-preservation. In this case, the forbearance to accept one’s mental condition through love and understanding. We didn’t wake up to the truth until the pain and trauma from our denial are such that we understood if we Read more
You, sterile survivor, once hid my beauty in your power— but now I see you pretend to be whole. And you, stone statue, with an eroded smile, can only pretend you’re content. So you puddle like a tide pool on my island— though once I sunk like a pebble into Read more